Became a grandfather at 55

Yang Zhenshan gave a slight nod, his eyes sweeping over the hundred soldiers in front of him.

"How have you been during this time?"

He stepped forward, his voice ringing out with authority.

"You, speak!" He pointed at a lean young man.

"Sir is kind. We have been well-fed and well-rested during this time!" The man responded with a full and loud voice.

Indeed, well-fed and well-rested.

With sufficient food provided, how could they be hungry?

After a whole day of strenuous labor, they fell onto their pillows and slept like logs—how could their sleep be anything but sound?

Compared to half a month ago, although these men still wore ragged clothes, their spirits and physical conditions had seen a complete turnaround.

Their originally sallow complexions had become rosy, their previously listless demeanor now filled with vitality and vigor.

Even though their bodies remained thin, they no longer appeared frail and weak, skin and bones as before.